Is There a Map for Raising Kids?

My ten-year-old son plays the Dear Evan Hanson soundtrack every single morning on our way to school. If you aren’t a Broadway fan and don’t know the story, it is a story of finding hope in the wake of teenage suicide, and the songs are funny, and sad, and real.  The first time I heard…

The Morning After Thanksgiving

    My growling stomach woke me up this morning around 4:30 am.  I am normally not a big breakfast eater, but my belly taunted me relentlessly as I squeezed my insomniac’s eyes shut, praying for just a little bit more sleep. But, suddenly, I opened my eyes, giddy, and buoyantly thankful.  Today is the…